Immortal Martial God Chapter 2394: Heart Cut
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Lying in the blood, Lan Ling gasped and said: "Too...huh... Is he too strong."
"In this God's Domain, there will be such a powerful master."
Xinghui said: "Fortunately, the Baimu tribe is the least populated of the three ancient tribes. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Due to the characteristics of the Baimu tribe, that they will die if they are promoted, their number is very scarce, especially the higher the level, the scarce.
The vast majority of Baimu people were not killed, but were "probably killed" during the promotion process.
Peng!
Luo Sheng was knocked into a shadow and flew out from above the three of them.
Look at Yongyan, the white-eyed man, he was unscathed until now!
Luo Sheng's four were exhausted, but he couldn't even break through his defense.
Not only was Yongyan not hurt, but his face didn't even look tired.
This kind of person is really terrible.
The white-eyed man slowly floated up in the air. He was condescending, looking at Luo Sheng blankly, and said: "You are an admirable opponent, but your team is over."
"Now, I will kill all of you one by one to get you free."
Speaking, the white-eyed man swung the giant hammer and slammed it down on the nearest blue spirit first.
Clang!
When the giant hammer was less than three meters away from the blue spirit, a light and shadow suddenly blocked the giant hammer.
The long knife in Luo Sheng's hand was smashed to the ground, and then he shot out fiercely.
"Huh...huh..." Luo Sheng gasped, his head pressure lower.
His long hair, soaked in blood, enveloped his gloomy and cold face.
"Do you want to resist?" The white-eyed man looked at Luo Sheng and said: "I know that I am not an opponent and get free soon, isn't it a good thing for you."
"Recognize the reality, you are not my opponents. In the same realm, I only lose to the first-class dragon knight. Otherwise, I am invincible."
Na Luosheng moved the long knife with his right hand.
His figure flickered, and with another clang, the long knife slashed on the shield.
The long knife was ejected again and flew away.
White eyes humanly said: "Are you stupid or brave? Until now, don't you understand the gap between you and me? You have tried thousands of times, and the results are the same all the time."
The white-eyes' hand is a hammer.
Boom!
Luo Sheng escaped the hammer dangerously, but the shock wave caused by the sledgehammer hit the ground and flew out.
The White Eyed person shook his head: "You are already weak, and you can't bear the shock wave of the hammer."
Luo Sheng is exhausted and extremely weak.
He wanted to try to get up, but he tried three times in a row before barely succeeding.
He raised his right hand and pointed it at a long knife dozens of meters away.
The long knife bounced a few times, seemingly struggling, trying to fly back to Luo Sheng's hands, but it kept humming and shaking, and there was not enough pulling force.
"It's over." Baimu said humanely: "Kill you guys, I'm going to the top."
Luo Sheng reluctantly sat cross-legged, his weak strength, even the sword could not be recalled.
Severe intracranial hemorrhage made his eyes unable to see things clearly, and he could hardly hear what the white-eyed people were saying in his ears.
In my head, I just kept buzzing.
"Cleave it."
A voice echoed in Luo Sheng's mind.
Cleave it! Split the shield of the white-eyed man.
Luo Sheng's mouth moved a few times, as if mumbling to himself.
The white-eyed man was ready to kill Lan Ling, and after hearing the voice of the faint insect mosquito, he looked at Luo Sheng curiously: "What?"
This swordsman, this man who has been taciturn and barely talks with people in battle, rarely speaks.
The Shiraito can't suppress his curiosity. He wants to hear what this rare man is talking about.
He listened attentively, and then he heard an intermittent sentence.
"The strength of a weapon depends only on the person who uses it. Really, is that true."
Who is the sharpest knife or the strongest shield?
It depends on the owner who uses these two weapons, who has better physical fitness and who has more power.
This is the simplest truth.
But, is this really the case? Is it just that?
Luo Sheng stood up, and limped towards his long knife.
The long knife began to buzzing and beating again, as if already feeling the master's desire and calling.
The white eyed person shook his head: "You almost lose the strength to walk."
Luo Sheng bent over and picked up the knife.
He raised his head and looked at the white-eyed man through the gap of gloomy long hair.
"I can split it."
He said.
"The sharpness of a knife is not only related to how thin the blade is, but also depends on the heart of the knife customer."
He said.
"The sharpness of a weapon is only a manifestation, and the heart of a swordsman must be like a sword."
He said.
"If a heart is not a blade, a knife will never be sharp."
He said.
"Call..."
Luo Chengzao let out a long sigh. He closed his eyes, ears, smell and perception.
At this moment, the battlefield suddenly became quiet.
"This is..." The white-eyed man's face changed.
Blue Ling and the others are still panting, and the white-eyed people also make noises, and even Luo Sheng's breathing is extremely heavy.
But, the world is like being suddenly taken away by the sound, and the silence makes people feel distraught.
This kind of temperament radiates from Luo Sheng!
The wind stopped and the sound disappeared, as if even time had been frozen.
The white-eyed man's face is getting more and more shocked.
At this time, Luo Sheng's senses have all disappeared, and he has no attention to the outside world.
In his inner world, it was pitch black.
In the endless darkness, there is only a knife, floating in mid-air, floating quietly and silently.
Suddenly, Luo Sheng opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, the world started to work again.
"Heart cut, lore."
He said.
I don't know where the power came from, Luo Sheng turned into an afterimage, passing by the white-eyed man.
Huh!
"Hi..." The white-eyed man took a breath!
His shield was cut three inches deep!
"It's impossible!" Baimuren panicked, he immediately raised the sledgehammer and smashed it towards Luo Sheng.
Luo Sheng closed his eyes, holding the handle of the knife in both hands, and erected the knife to the side of the face.
A cyclone appeared under his feet.
Huh! Na Luosheng disappeared in place!
Boom!
The sledgehammer slammed into Luo just before his death.
Luo Sheng appeared, opened his eyes, and said: "Heart Slash, lore!"
He turned into an afterimage again!
Huh!
The white-eyed man's body shield has been healed intact, but this time, it was cut by six inches!
His thick shield is only ten inches in total!
The white-eyed person's pupils contracted.
Luo Sheng closed his eyes, a cyclone appeared under his feet, disappeared with a whirr, and escaped the next attack from the white-eyed man.
Luo Sheng appeared, opened his eyes, and said: "Heart Slash, lore!"
Huh!
The complete shield of the white-eyed man was cut a full nine inches apart this time! One knife, nine inches deep!